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[ this isn't tighnari's first heat, but it's certainly his most intense one.
he's never had a partner for it before, after all. he's only ever had himself, his thoughts, his fingers, but now he has cyno, and gods, it's all been a dream. when he'd knocked on cyno's dressing room door that night, he'd never expected to walk away with a date, with a boyfriend. he'd never expected that cyno would feel the same way about him in return, that their attraction would be mutual, even if cyno had turned down tighnari's very persistent advances. and he's continued to turn them down, despite the very real tension between them, the magnetic attraction that's nearly overwhelming. honestly, tighnari is beginning to wonder if cyno perhaps has no interest in fucking him at all.
nevertheless, tighnari's season has come, and with it, the heat pulsing beneath his skin, clawing right into his bones. they enjoyed a nice lunch together, and tighnari had squirmed in his seat the entire time, his socked foot sliding along cyno's thigh - but cyno hadn't given in. a movie after that, during which tighnari's fingers had sneaked beneath the hem of cyno's shirt, his mouth at cyno's ear, whispering filth - but even then, cyno hadn't given in.
now it's nearly evening, and they're at a bookstore together, and tighnari is all but out of his mind with frustration, and more than a little irritation. when cyno rebukes him again, tighnari throws up both hands. his face is flushed. he's so incredibly wet. yet cyno is still resisting. ]
Gods, Cyno, if you don't ever want to fuck me, just say so -
he's never had a partner for it before, after all. he's only ever had himself, his thoughts, his fingers, but now he has cyno, and gods, it's all been a dream. when he'd knocked on cyno's dressing room door that night, he'd never expected to walk away with a date, with a boyfriend. he'd never expected that cyno would feel the same way about him in return, that their attraction would be mutual, even if cyno had turned down tighnari's very persistent advances. and he's continued to turn them down, despite the very real tension between them, the magnetic attraction that's nearly overwhelming. honestly, tighnari is beginning to wonder if cyno perhaps has no interest in fucking him at all.
nevertheless, tighnari's season has come, and with it, the heat pulsing beneath his skin, clawing right into his bones. they enjoyed a nice lunch together, and tighnari had squirmed in his seat the entire time, his socked foot sliding along cyno's thigh - but cyno hadn't given in. a movie after that, during which tighnari's fingers had sneaked beneath the hem of cyno's shirt, his mouth at cyno's ear, whispering filth - but even then, cyno hadn't given in.
now it's nearly evening, and they're at a bookstore together, and tighnari is all but out of his mind with frustration, and more than a little irritation. when cyno rebukes him again, tighnari throws up both hands. his face is flushed. he's so incredibly wet. yet cyno is still resisting. ]
Gods, Cyno, if you don't ever want to fuck me, just say so -
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so he stops, stilling inside him as he looks down at him in open concern. he's gently nudging tighnari's face towards him so he can meet his gaze, searching his eyes. ]
Are you okay?
[ because he might be horny, but tighnari's well-being comes first! ]
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I'm fine. It just hurts a little.
[ he murmurs, rubbing his nose alongside cyno's before he's kissing his mouth, warm and deep, humming against his lips. tighnari's hips shift, trying to find a more comfortable angle. ]
I've just.. never done this before.
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So you're a virgin?
[ he blurts out, because of course he would, and also because he's one, too, even though he's watched porn and had read up on a whole lot of romance books because after awhile the porn is just... not great, and tighnari deserves better.
and speaking of deserving better, he totally is just taking his virginity in a stupid bathroom somewhere instead of a hotel with flowers and romantic music and shit, and he groans, pressing his forehead to his. ]
Baby, why didn't you tell me?
[ he's nuzzling against him, staying completely still. his other hand, however, goes down to gently massage his clit with his thumb, wanting to distract him from the pain. his cock is throbbing, so painfully hard inside him, but he doesn't care -- he doesn't want to hurt tighnari more than he already has. ]
I'm so sorry. [ he murmurs, seeking his mouth to kiss him, gentle and seeking. ] How can I make you feel better?
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[ he feels a little silly saying it out loud - tighnari is in his twenties after all, but he's still a virgin. he's been saving himself, but he's also been quite gun-shy about sex, considering his unusual anatomy; it's not something he ever really sought out for himself.
but oh, cyno is so sweet, his voice dropping gently, calling him baby, making tighnari feel like he's the only person in the world, the only person who matters. the thumb against his clit is welcome, and tighnari groans softly against cyno's mouth, his hips rocking forward, easing cyno's cock a little deeper. ]
I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I was a little.. embarrassed. Just - mm, just go slow.
[ it's a lot to ask, he knows, when cyno has already waited so long, when he's been teased all day. but it'll help, it'll help make this good for them both, even if it's in a stupid bathroom. ]
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[ nevermind that tighnari's ridiculously tight pussy is killing him. nevermind that knowing he's taking tighnari's virginity is doing insanely wonderful things to his primitive male ego. tighnari's saved himself for him, untouched by anyone else and only trusting him to do this -- of course he can't fuck this up.
he reaches up with his free hand to rub the base of his furry ears the way he knows he likes, and he kisses him again, humming softly to put him more at ease. he's going to die before he comes inside of tighnari's hot, wet pussy, and he'll die happy, probably. ]
It's -- hnnn -- it's my first time too.
[ he admits, nuzzling against him with a soft moan because you're killing him, baby. he's seeing your pussy stretched around the shaft of his thick, thick cock, and it's all he can do not to move, to let tighnari do the moving. ]
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You? But you're - Cyno, you must have had people throwing themselves at you constantly..
[ but he turned them all down? every last one of them? it's enough to make tighnari feel incredibly, absolutely special in a way he's never known before. cyno could have anyone he wants, the pick of the litter, but he's chosen tighnari, and that's enough to make his chest tighten with warmth.
more importantly, however, he rocks his hips forward again with a soft sound in his throat, slowly taking cyno's cock deeper into his cunt. tighnari is narrow even for a virgin, his natural anatomy having left his pussy small and tight, but he breathes through it, relaxing himself until at last cyno's dick is buried to the hilt, and tighnari is shivering around him, slick and tight as a fist around cyno's girth, his walls clamping down hard. breathing a low, guttural whine, tighnari holds more tightly to him, his own juices leaking down his thighs as he shifts, beginning to move his hips in an easy rhythm. ]
You can.. you can fuck me, Cyno, it's okay -
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when he starts to move, cyno groans again, low and rumbling and completely wrecked by how good he feels, so tight around him. he slowly starts to move, tentative and watchful for any kind of discomfort he sees in tighnari. his precious boy, his beautiful, precious boyfriend is so good, and he can't help seeing the clear juices down his thighs.
he's fucking him really, really slow, dragging his cock along his inner walls slowly, fighting his own raw instincts to simply pin him down and pound into him. and yes, yes -- he turned them all down the moment he'd caught sight of tighnari, knowing that he'd only want him or none at all; and he'd been resigned to none, at least until today. ]
I only wanted you.
[ he admits gruffly. not like it's romantic or anything. ] Hh -- wasn't interested -- in anyone else. Every time I jerked off, I thought of you.
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I only - I only wanted you, too.. [ it's easy to admit. it's the truth. before cyno, tighnari would have laughed at the idea of love at first sight. ] After your concerts, I - mmn - I'd go home and touch myself, and imagine you were fucking me..
[ a low moan, and tighnari sinks his teeth into cyno's lower lip, tugging. he'd fuck himself on his fingers after every concert, imagining cyno rutting into him, filling him up, but even his creative imagination couldn't compare to the real thing. ]
You're so big..
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[ cyno complains, because there's something so, so, so sexy about knowing that tighnari's getting off to him after concerns, imagining that he's fucking him. he winces when tighnari bites, but that only makes him hungrier for more, when he surges forward to kiss him deeper, even more greedily.
he's pulling out slowly, slowly, before pushing in again, wanting tighnari to get comfortable with him, to adjust properly. and fuck, he loves the soft slide of his boyfriend's clit rubbing against his belly, knowing just how much tighnari's getting off to it. his dick twitches, throbbing heatedly inside of him as he pulls out again, pushing in faster, just a little harder, giving in to his own impatient, insatiable instincts just a little. ]
How are you so tight, huh... [ he murmurs, a thumb coming down to rub and massage the little bud of his clit, playing with him. ]
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cyno, whose impatience seems to be getting the better of him, when his cock drives in a little harder, and tighnari gasps. it stings, still, but it also feels good to be fucked, especially once cyno begins thumbing at his clit. ]
Are you.. a-are you sure you're new at this?
[ he asks, breathlessly, twitching his thighs open wider to make more room for cyno's cock, the stim to his clit more than enough to take the pain away. with a low, wanton moan, tighnari's head falls back, knees lifting, his hips jerking forward against the drag of cyno's thumb, taking his dick further, deeper. he swallows thickly, throat working, his slick drooling down his ass in thick, round beads. every time cyno calls him baby it scratches an itch in his bones. ]
Gods, Cyno, fuck me, please..
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[ cyno tells him breathlessly, because this is so much better than what the books say. he can't take his eyes off him, the way he opens up for him and the way he moans, when he jerks forward and reacts to him and holy shit, this is so worth waiting for. he can feel his slick oozing down, the way it oozes down his thighs, too, the way it smells so rich and so intoxicating, lubing up cyno's cock.
that's the cue he needs, right? that needy, aching moan, and he moves faster, harder, pulling out almost fully before thrusting in again, with a little more strength this time, too. he's fucking him properly now, still slow, but the grip of his pussy and the drag of it around the shaft of his cock is absolutely mindblowing.
he loves how soft and wet tighnari feels inside, the wet, lewd sounds they're making as they fuck, and he pinches his nipples, tugging gently before wrapping his hungry mouth around one of them to suck, to lick, to make tighnari lose his mind. ]
Ngh -- hrngh...
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and there's nothing left to say. both of them dissolve into low, rough moans and deep growls, and tighnari arches his back, the attention to his nipples enough to send jolts of heat straight between his legs, his pussy tightening, pulsing with every hard thrust of cyno's thick, thick cock. ]
Cyno, I'm -
[ he's close, gods, he's close, this is all too new, he's too sensitive, too stimulated - it isn't long before tighnari is squirming, his hips jerking, goosebumps rippling down his arms. he can't manage any more words. with a sharp cry and his ears pinned back and his claws sinking into cyno's arms, tighnari cums hard, his body jerking, slick gushing around cyno's prick, soaking the front of his pants as his cunt squeezes rhythmically, tight as a fist. ]